Farrim and Parsippus are facing down the undead hordes of Telgis. Unfortunately, the worst problem of all turns out to be closer to home...

The rapidly thinning supplies didn’t bother Farrim. The grim state of the siege didn’t bother him. Even massive undead army they faced didn’t bother him so much as the man who led the garrison at Castle Sturmgeld and, as a result, was Farrim’s superior.